Dying Man

I was a bad reputation with an attitude to match

Hell bent on goin' nowhere and gettin' there lightning fast

Twenty-one and looking thirty, but acting half my age

Bound to hit a wall before I ever hit the brakes

Codeine, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

I always thought something like that

Might send me on my way

But you took hold of me

Like only a woman can

And gave one good reason to live

To a set-on-dying man

When a Friday meets a Sunday, you can't help but see the light

I never believed in angels till one believed in me that night

Turned my off-track into a straight line

Before I turned into a headline, like

Codeine, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

I always thought something like that

Might send me on my way

But you took hold of me

Like only a woman can

And gave one good reason to live

To a set-on-dying man

Whoa

Turned a one-way man 180

Settled down a giving-upper

Yeah, you changed a you-can't-change-me

So the world won't see another

Codeine, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

I always thought something like that

Might send me on my way

But you took hold of me

Like only a woman can

And gave one good reason to live

To a set-on-dying man

A set-on-dying man